Those you love, know how to hurt you. Those you love, know what to hide, because they know what is unforgivable to you. Now that I know what Seth hid from me, I want the secret to be the lie. I don't want to kill him. I don't want to leave him. I guess that is why they say there is a fine line between love and hate. I love and hate that man with such passion, that it damn near hurts. But now, as we face down our shared enemies, as we are lead right back to an explosive discovery about my family, and to the night Seth and I parted ways, we will both be exposed in every way. And it's time for me to decide if I plan to love Seth Cage for the rest of my life, or kill him, before he kills me.
***Part three of the three part Poison Kisses Serial****
About the Author
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed Inside Out series. In addition, both her Tall, Dark and Deadly series and The Secret Life of Amy Bensen series spent several months on a combination of the New York Times and USA Today lists.
Since beginning her publishing career in 2007, Lisa has published more than 40 books that have been translated around the world. Booklist says that Jones's suspense truly sizzles with an energy similar to FBI tales with a paranormal twist by Julie Garwood or Suzanne Brockmann.
Prior to publishing, Lisa owned a multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by Dallas Women Magazine. In 1998 LRJ was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.
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Three years ago, the day Seth became my would-be assassin ...
Seth and I stand in the gardens of the fifty-million-dollar Davenport family penthouse in Manhattan, mimosas in our hands, a good twenty people around us. And while the people we're forced to mingle with are quite stuffy, the females in the crowd certainly don't turn a blind eye to Seth. And I must say, he's oozing an exceptional amount of alpha hotness today, his short blond hair accenting his strong and intense blue eyes. His fitted, ridiculously expensive navy-blue suit is matched with a tie that is also that same shade of blue. It had replaced his first choice, which had been silver. Said silver tie is now tied to the bedpost, in the apartment where we've played Mr. and Mrs. for three months. I, too, had been tied to that bedpost only an hour ago, with Seth's mouth doing insanely wonderful things to me.
I'm in the same prim white dress that had landed me on the bed, tied to that bedpost, after Seth had given me one of his intense blue-eyed stares and told me that I looked prim and proper and that he needed to taste the woman beneath that façade. I've decided I really like this dress. As for the man, I really love him, and I do so despite knowing that a CIA agent should never dare such frivolous emotions. It's a reality proven by my father, who has told me often that love kills, saying it while right in front of my mother.
Shoving aside that unwelcome thought, I refocus on our mission: convince this snobby group of guests, that we're worthy of "The Circle." The Circle being an elite group of investors that look out for their wallets, and not always with the best interests of America in mind. One particular Chinese entity is of special interest to the agency, and therefore to us.
"How many more of these events do you think we'll have to attend before the Davenports decide we're worthy of 'The Circle'?" I ask, wisps of my long brunette hair, which I've piled on top of my head after he'd tangled it into a mess, fluttering with a welcome breeze.
"I have a good feeling about today," he says. "And my feelings are always right."
He's confident, and has proven he has reason to be, but sometimes, my Mr. Jones needs to be brought down a notch. "So you always say. Care to place a bet?"
He steps closer to me, that cedar and spice scent of him teasing my nostrils. His voice is low, seductive. "Does it include a tie and a bedpost?"
"I was thinking more of the museum," I say, knowing quite well that he prefers to watch paint drying on wood. "If you lose," I add, "you have to go with me and actually try to like it."
"As long as I also get the bedpost and the tie."
My lips curve. "It will be a hardship, but I'll endure."
"And if I win the bet?"
"Name your prize," I say, quite flippantly by intent, the inference being that he will lose.
Those sexy, brutal, wonderful lips of his curve. "I get to spank you."
My rejection is instant. "I don't do spankings."
"I get to spank you," he repeats, his hand on my hip as he pulls me closer. "I'll make you like it. Just like I know you'll make me like the museum." His eyes brim with mischief. "Take the bet, Mrs. Jones."
"All right," I say, not about to back down. I even smile. "I agree to your terms." But my smile fades with the realization. "If you're right, you might not get a chance to complete the terms. We'll be split up for new assignments."
"No," he says, his voice firm. "They won't split us up."
"They will. The same way they brought us together."
He reaches up and swipes wayward strands of hair from my eyes. "I have a plan to stay together that we'll talk about tonight."
* * *
Hours later, Seth and I arrive back at our apartment by way of a driver, having finally escaped the Davenport luncheon, and not without a win. After months of earning the couple's trust, we've received an invitation to their private whiskey club tonight, as well as a promise that we'll meet someone important. That someone, we hope, is Ming, an elusive man who approves all Circle members, the man who the CIA wants to control, and we've been given certain damning information to do just that.
In other words, I lost the bet.
The spanking is now my debt to pay.
Side by side, Seth and I walk through the lobby of our high-rise apartment building, where we have lived all of the past three months as the characters we played at the Davenports, Mr. and Mrs. Jones, and we do so with an erotic charge between us. And while we don't need much to stir such a charge, today comes with a little extra sizzle by way of a bet and a spanking. I don't do spankings. I don't do anything that gives someone else control, but then again, I don't do love, and I fell in love with Seth.
The car doors open and we enter the elevator, and while Seth punches in our floor, I intentionally go to the opposite wall from him, leaning against it. Facing him. He leans on the opposite wall, a lethal quality to him always, but when he's dressed like this, it's magnified, and he is lethal, in fact, deadly, but to any woman that sees this man, to me, he is pure sex.
His pale blue eyes meet mine, and just that easily I feel him everywhere I wish he were touching me. And when those eyes slide down my body, it's as if his hand is on me, scorching me with such heat that I swear my thin white dress might just incinerate. "Do you know what I'm thinking about right now?" His gaze is seeking mine again, capturing it, and me, like a bird playing in the wind, caught in a fierce gust that it never had a chance to escape.
Not that I want to escape.
Not from this man.
"Do you want me to guess?" I ask. "Or are you going to tell me?"
"Your adorable backside all rosy and pink from my palm."
I feel those words with a forceful impact, heat rushing over me that defies reason. I like control. I need control. It keeps me alive and he's suggesting — no, I've agreed to — an act that steals that away. And yet, with that rush of heat, my sex clenches and my nipples tighten. I am wet. I am aroused. And I have only one explanation. I trust Seth Cage. Completely. Like I have never trusted another person in my lifetime. To me, this is bigger than the "love" word we said weeks ago. His eyes narrow in on me, and I realize now that he knows this. He wants my trust. The truth is, I want his, too.
The elevator halts and we both push off the wall at the same time, moving to the center of the car to face each other, so close I can feel the warmth of his body shimmy against mine, but he doesn't touch me. And I don't touch him. It's this crazy game of anticipation we play together. His mouth, that sexy mouth that I know can be gentle one moment and punishing the next, curves ever so slightly. I've seen him smile like this, a tiger after his prey that is certain he will win. In this case, I am as well, and I'd like to say this is because I let him win. But the reality here is that he affects me, seduces me, owns me.
And with any other person, in any other situation, that would be a problem in need of an immediate solution. With him, in this situation, it's arousing. "I want to be inside you. Right now." he says.
"That's not a very gentlemanly thing to say in an elevator," I reply.
He shackles my hips and walks me to him. "We both know my gentlemanly qualities aren't the ones that make you wet, now are they?"
He's right. They aren't, though he possesses them and uses them, the contrast of proper Seth Cage and oh-so-improper Seth Cage only adding to his appeal. And as for him wanting inside me ... I've wanted him there since his fingers made their way under the table and into my panties at the Davenport lunch. I'm pretty sure I want it more than he does. And I'd turn the tables on him, make him wait as he did me, but that would mean making me wait, too, and that's just not going to happen right now.
The elevator doors open and he rotates us, his arm around my waist, hand at my hip, branding me while the flex of his fingers promises they will soon be in other, more intimate places. Our apartment is a short walk, and Seth opens the door. I enter first, the pale wooden floors that stretch the entire space, upstairs and down, beneath my feet. I never make it any further.
Seth catches my hand, even as the door shuts. The next thing I know, I'm pressed against it, and he's locking it, multi-tasking like a good agent. His hand slides under my hair, and cupping my neck. Pulling my mouth to his, while mine is on his tie, holding onto him. "Do you know how badly I want you?"
"Not badly enough," I say, "or you'd already be there."
His mouth closes down on mine, a deep thrust of tongue that consumes me all the more, because his hand is dragging my skirt up my thigh, sliding underneath to cup my backside. "I'm not going to spank you right now," he says, tearing his mouth from mine. "Not with tonight ahead of us, but I am going to fuck you." He slides his face to mine, his lips at my ear, his hand squeezing my backside, as he adds, "Lick you."
He doesn't give me time to absorb that delicious promise before he's pulling my dress over my head and tossing it away, leaving me in my heels, thigh-highs, lacy white bra, and panties. It hits the ground and he turns me to the door, stepping into me and forcing me to catch myself on my hands. His hands cover mine. "Now I'm going to show you what comes after the spanking."
"Most likely my anger."
"If you're angry when I'm done with you, sweetheart, I need to go to fuck school somewhere, and you already know I don't need lessons." His teeth scrape my shoulder, but I don't verbally react. But when his hand comes down on my backside, and he gives it a decent palm, I do. And even as I do, he turns me and he's on his knee on front of me. "That wasn't a spanking." He grabs my panties and yanks them away, his hands at my hips. "But this is what comes after the spanking."
His tongue laps at my clit, slowly, and then he's suckling me, and his fingers are stroking me. And he is so damn good at this that I can't remember why I didn't want him to spank me. When the first spasm of release hits me, I think I might just ask him to spank me. On my terms.
With this as my reward.
* * *
Only an hour before we're due at the Davenports' private club, I stand at the vanity of the master bathroom, dressed in a red silk robe while finishing my makeup. Seth stands next to me, in nothing but a towel after the shower we'd shared together, his muscular upper body flexing with the push and pull of his razor. This man is the Mr. Jones to my Mrs. Jones those around us believe us to be, but he has become so much more. He is my best friend and the man I love when I swore I'd never fall in love, for too many reasons to list.
He glances in the mirror, his eyes meeting mine, and only then do I realize I'm staring at him, when I am always aware of what I'm doing. It's a matter of life and death that I am, and usually not just mine. But then, that is what Seth does for me. He allows me to let my guard down. His brow furrows at something he sees in my eyes. "What is it?"
What is the matter? Missions don't make me nervous anymore. I've been living this my entire life. So why do I feel off, for lack of a better term, tonight?
He wipes off his face and turns to me. "Talk to me, sweetheart."
Talk to him.
For once in my life, there is someone who I actually feel comfortable sharing my real thoughts with, and I would right now, but his cellphone rings. He glances down at it where it rests on the vanity between us. "Danny," he says, and considering our third hand is planning the details of tonight's mission, he answers the call immediately.
I wait a moment, watching Seth to ensure there isn't a problem, and then Seth gives me a lifted hand to indicate all is well. For now. I hope that remains the case, and I do not like that the thought just popped into my head. The two of them start talking and it seems to be about tonight's surveillance, recapping the plan we already have in place. I face the mirror and run my hands over my hair, which is now long and brunette for this mission, my natural shade, before grabbing the hairspray and spraying it down.
Walking to the bedroom, I cross to where my dress lies across the king- sized bed, which I have shared with Seth every night since this mission began. Lust between us, starting on the plane here, and spiraling to something deeper. Already in a black lacy panty and bra set with thigh- highs, I slip out of my robe, then I put on the bra holster resting on the bed and insert the Ruger next to it. Next comes the black cocktail-style dress I've chosen for the night. The V of the cleavage hides the holster but is still sexy enough to distract an enemy, while remaining classy. Stepping into my high heels on the floor beside me, I grab my Chanel purse, where my phone and a blade rest, but not much more. Big purses are suspicious looking, and suspicious looking can be deadly.
I exit the bedroom and enter the cozy living room, with high ceilings and windows lining the front wall, creating an intimate, safe feeling that defies the danger of the CIA operation it helps mask. I love this space, but then who wouldn't love a ten-million-dollar apartment where they fell in love for the first time in their twenty-eight years of living?
Crossing the room, I open the double doors leading to an outdoor space and exit onto the balcony, the night air cool, if you consider the hot afternoon now behind us. Moving forward, I ignore the various chairs and sitting areas of the spacious balcony and head straight to the railing. My fingers grip the thick banister dividing me from the miles of air and gigantic drop just one more step would bring. My gaze sweeps the horizon now speckled with city lights, that glow mostly white, but there are the red and blue and even yellow ones as well. There's always a random color in everything, and in its randomness is always a story. I learned this from my parents in their laboratory. I've found it to be true in every aspect of life.
Seth is my personal random color, or maybe he's better described as my random bright spot in all of the darkness and death of this job. Yet tonight, as amazing as things are with him, as successful as today has been for us, I feel nothing but dread, a sense of foreboding like a heavy weight on my shoulders. It is a rare but familiar feeling that I do not ever welcome.
There is movement behind me, and I sense Seth even before I turn. But I do turn, finding him standing in the doorway, in another of the gray suits he favors, this one darker, his tie blue like his eyes.
Those blue eyes of his narrow on me and I know he knows something is wrong. Is there something wrong? He leans a shoulder on the archway, seeming to realize that question needs answering, and by me, silently offering me the space to understand it, and express it. I inhale and grip the railings behind me. "Do you remember me telling you that sometimes I get bad feelings?" I ask.
He narrows his eyes on me. "Yes," he says. "I remember. And you have one about tonight?"
"I do," I say, always direct and exact, as my father taught me to be, in all that I do, even if the feeling itself I'm experiencing is not.
He pushes off the doorway and straightens, walking toward me. I straighten as well, meeting him halfway, and then we stand there, looking at each other, existing together, when there was never a "together" for me before him. The mood serious, the air thick with the implication of what I've just said. "You're a scientist," he reminds me. "Feelings are not facts, but nerves are human."
"Nerves don't affect me unless I get one of these feelings. And I'm smart enough to know that facts alone do not keep an agent alive."
His cellphone buzzes with a message and he removes it from his jacket, glancing at the screen, then at me. "Danny has surveillance online and our car is waiting." He pauses, narrowing his eyes on me. "What do you want to do?"
"My job and well," I say, thinking of the man who runs The Circle, who we hope to come face to face with tonight. "We have proof Ming betrayed his best friend, who will assassinate him and everyone he knows if he finds out. He has someone we want, and we can trade. And no good agent lets the chance to get someone like Ming on a leash pass them by."
And so we make our way downstairs to a black sedan where Danny sits in the driver's seat. But this time when I enter the car, unlike my first night with Danny as our driver back in Rome, I have no friendly greeting for him. "Crickets," Danny says, after pulling us onto the road for the short eight-block drive. "What's up with the crickets?"
"Amanda's uneasy about tonight," Seth informs him, his hand settling on my leg.
"Something feels off," I confirm.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I liked this story about Seth and Amanda and it's little twists and turns but I was disappointed by the ending. I thought there would be more about the dirty agent, like the name would make perfect sense to Amanda and they would confront him to know more about why he did it.
(3.75-4 stars) At first, I found it a bit odd that part three was from Amanda’s POV since the first two were from Seth’s but now having finished I can’t imagine it any other way. The story needed it. Her POV brought many things to light. The only reason I rated this lower than the rest of the series was due to the ending. Normally this wouldn’t be a factor but after three serials the ending was a bit anti-climactic. Especially after all the build up and to me that was the reason for the entire story. It’s still a good series and I would recommend it in a heartbeat.
I really enjoyed the series.Just wasn't enough of it.
Should there be a follow-up to this,count this person in! Absolutely heart blindingly intense!
Poison Kisses: Part 3 by Lisa Renee Jones is the third and final installment of a three-part serialized story surrounding Seth, whom we met in her Dirty Money series and Amanda the woman that broke this super-spy's heart. This last book switches to Amanda's POV and picks up immediately following the ending of book two. She sees something on Seth's phone that implies he has something to do with her parents death. Things are definitely NOT what they seem but how can she see this and still love and trust the man it accuses? Not to mention they still have a terrorist attack to stop happening. Wrapping up loose ends and getting their happily ever after this story takes us on the final leg of the journey of their reunion, Well-written, well-paced and action-packed. Enjoy!
Those you love, know how to hurt you. Those you love, know what to hide, because they know what is unforgivable to you. Now that I know what Seth hid from me, I want the secret to be the lie. I don't want to kill him. I don't want to leave him. I guess that is why they say there is a fine line between love and hate. I love and hate that man with such passion, that it damn near hurts. But now, as we face down our shared enemies, as we are lead right back to an explosive discover about my family, and to the night Seth and I parted ways, we will both be exposed in every way. And it's time for me to decide if I plan to love Seth Cage for the rest of my life, or kill him, before he kills me. ***Part three of the three part Poison Kisses Serial**** Review: The conclusion of this exciting and sexy serial. As I predicted in my review of part two, this last part was full of events and a wrap up to the storyline. Having read about Seth in the other series it was good to get an insight into him and his past. I really liked Seth and Amanda together they are strong, smart and have great chemistry and not the kid the Poison Princess can create. This was a quick, great serial and thoroughly enjoyed it. 4Stars *I voluntarily read an advance reader copy of this book provided by the Author.*
Poison Kisses by Lisa Renee Jones is Book Two in the 'Poison Kisses" series. This continues the story of Amanda Skye and Seth Cage. Since this is the second part to their story you really should read the previous book 'Poison Kisses Part 1'. This book does start right where the last one left off. Amanda and Seth are still trying to deal with their feelings of attraction and mistrust...but they still have to work together. Really enjoying their story!
Poison Kisses Part 3 really delivered when it came to the rest of Seth & Amanda's story. It starts with a flashback to "that day" and then immediately following it we get back to present time. They are as hot as ever together and I liked that there wasn't any BS to their relationship. I wasn't a fan of having the book broken up into 3 parts.The novella length wasn't fun for me, but this is probably just a personal preference because I don't like novellas in general. By the end of the book I really enjoyed Bear's character. I know that Poison Kisses is a spin-off of Dirty Money, but can we have a spin-off of a spin-off with Bear as the main character?? I can already tell I would love him. I received an advance reader copy of this book that I have chosen to review.
I really loved reading the Poison Kisses series. Well it practically was one book broken in 3 parts. Seth was a man of mystery. Now you get to explore what makes him ticks. Amanda is definitely his other half. I was practically holding my breath when I started on the conclusion of the book. The sadness of what happened to these two past. This book was action packed and had so much drama! The ins and out of the CIA and who are the turned agents had my head spinning. Not to mention Amanda and Seth getting hot and heavy behind closed doors to show how much they trust each other. That was some heated stuff there! I truly loved and enjoyed Seth's story. He is finally where he wants to be. Will he get the woman at the end?
4.5 stars--intriguing, intense, exciting 4.5 stars--POISON KISSES part 3 is the third and final instalment in Lisa Renee Jones’ contemporary, adult serialized POISON KISSES romantic suspense story line focusing on two former CIA agents: 31 year old scientist Amanda Skye aka Poison Princess, and thirty five year old Seth Cage aka The Assassin. NOTE: POISON KISSES Part 3 contains some scenes of light spanking and discipline. Told from first person point of view (Amanda Skye) using present day and memories from the past POISON KISSES Part 3 picks up immediately upon the events of Part 2 wherein Amanda believes that Seth has been ordered to terminate the people that she loves. With more questions than answers Seth and Amanda will continue their search for a biological weapon and the people involved but information leads Amanda to believe that she knows who is ultimately responsible, and is determined to take down those in charge. The CIA has placed a target on our heroine’s back, so that Amanda and Seth must remain one step ahead of those trying to take her down including their CIA handler ‘Bear’ who may or may not be assigned to terminate our story line heroine. Throughout the serial, the relationship between Amanda and Seth is one of second chances but both believe the other is responsible for the pain and suffering each endured following their last assignment. Working together forces our couple to open up and reveal what happened years before-information that surprises our story line couple. The $ex scenes are passionate, intimate and intense. POISON KISSES Part 3 is the culmination of three instalments that follows Amanda as she battles her head and her heart; and Seth as he pursues and protects the woman he has always loved. The premise is intriguing, intense and exciting; the characters are colorful and passionate; the romance is seductive. There is a another cross-over with the author’s Dirty Money series with the addition of Rick Morgan ( Emily Steven’s brother). Here’s hoping for a future story line for both Rick Morgan and Bear.
An intriguing, suspenseful story culminates… This is the part three of a three part serial featuring an enigmatic character from the Dirty Money series. The serial pieces are scheduled to release a week apart from each other. The story continues from where part two left off, on another serious note of accusation, the surprises just keep coming. The story has been told previously through Seth’s eyes now it’s in Amanda’s point of view and first she takes us to that dreaded day in the past when she went running from the man she’d fallen in love with after learning she could no longer trust him. An emotional decision made with little time for reflection, time was not on her side. Has she regretted that decision? Was it a war between the facts she’d been given and her instincts? Of course. You can’t fault her for running but she didn’t just hurt herself in so doing but Seth as well. They have a second chance at a life if they can get past the betrayals, the lies perpetrated against them but first Seth will have to answer for the contents of a text message. Though they don’t have all the information needed for a resolution to that past mission being together has them not just questioning but listening to their instincts, wanting to take that leap of faith with each other as they seek two things: a madman who has no qualms killing many and the true answers to what really happened years ago. Their connection in the past was intense and passionate as it is now, perhaps more so for the years of distance, their love took a bruising but never really wavered, their trust was what was damaged the most and has to be rebuilt but their emotions are a powerful motivation. Under a truce, in each other’s presence their stories of that fateful day and those since are shared and it’s up to each to decide to believe in the other, to stay together and fight against the establishment that trained them to obtain freedom from the kill order still in play. Can they find their target in time to save a city? Can they trust their CIA handler? This was an intriguing, suspenseful story with great characters and a surprising conclusion. I would have enjoyed it more read as a whole book inside of in pieces. An advanced reading copy was obtained from the publisher via NetGalley.
Addicting! In this final part of this series we finally get to see Amanda’s POV. The reader gets to see through all the twists and turns that Amanda has been faced with, since leaving Seth. These two have had a long twisted way to go as they build their trust and their bond becomes stronger again, the danger is close and their mission must not fail. This has it all, betrayal, suspense, secrets, as well as being action packed with sizzling chemistry and romance. Will this mission lead to heartbreak once again? Or will these two finally get a HEA? You have got to read this series to find out! Loved It! I read and reviewed an advanced copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
Amazing finale!!! Didn’t want to let these two go. The superb, amazing finale of Poison Kisses has arrived, and once again, Seth and Amanda are pitted on opposite sides of a gun barrel. At the end of part 2 Amanda had been left reeling in the aftermath of a text message she accidentally intercepted on Seth’s cell phone. It made her question everything about her and Seth’s freshly renewed relationship, most especially whether she could truly trust him. This final installment is told in Amanda’s POV, the previous two were exclusively Seth’s POV. In this one, we get a little bit of a recap of the events from those two books as seen from Amanda’s eyes and then continue where part 2 finished off. We have flashbacks placed strategically throughout the story, helping to fill in the missing pieces from when Amanda and Seth were apart, and from earlier with her parents. It was helpful to see where she was coming from, and just how much Seth affected her. I knew she was a kick-ass heroine but she really shines here and doesn’t hold back, not even when she has to face a truth she’d rather not comprehend. Seth is horrified when he discovers that Amanda has seen the message that was sent to his phone. She’s all set to shoot on sight when he catches up to her and it takes everything he has to convince her to trust him again. He knows it’s hard but it’s something she’ll have to do if they are going to work together.g The clues keep building to where the toxin is being kept, and Seth and Amanda are hard on it’s trail. More information surfaces about what happened three years ago and the trap closes in on the bad guys. I really loved this story and was happy with how it ended. Even the opening for more from these two, or just in this ‘Dirty Money’ world.
Oh wow! I knew when I finished part 1 and immediately picked up part 2 and then in the same day picked up this one it was going to be good but WOW this one was the best of the three! Part 3 pretty much concentrates on Amanda's side of the story and we finally figure out what is going on and wrap it up with a nice bow. I was quite satisfied with the ending and, thank you Lisa for leaving it open for Seth and Amanda to eventually go on assignment if you want to take them there. **Received this ARC for review from the publisher via NetGalley**
I voluntarily reviewed an ARC of this book. Wow! What a roller coaster of a ride this series has been. The conclusion of Seth and Amanda's story was more exciting than I imagined. They finally are able to get past their feelings of trust and betrayal (both brought on by lies others fed them) and finally work together to uncover the truth. Along the way they open up to one another and are able to explain how what they were told by others forced them to make decisions they otherwise would not have. In opening up to one another they are also able to express the love they still have for one another. I will say the mystery of who was behind what drove them apart in the first place I did not see coming. This final part was just as packed with action, suspense, danger and drama as the first to parts if not more. I absolutely fell in love with Seth and Amanda and I was rooting for them from start to finish. Seth definitely met his match in Amanda. Wonderful HEA!
They have one common goal. Survival! Happiness seems out of their hands, but temptation is an ever constant companion. Can their killer instinct survive their heart's desire? The danger is real. The attraction is strong and the heartache can be deadly. Cliff jumping is an adrenaline rush but a dangerous past time. Therein lies the thrill. Poison Kisses is a risky endeavor, but a rewarding experience.